It was a time in my life when I had realized I had to be the man or else. I had just been through a heartbreaking divorce. I had realized that my own horrible case of nice guy itis had cost me everything. I was just getting into a lot of dating advice, how to be alpha, and so forth. I had just begun to dig into David’s materials. I was changing.

A little background:

I’ve known her a long time. My family owns restaurants and she’s worked for us for a long time. We’ve always been friendly. She’s always enjoyed flirting with me. What I was beginning to understand at that point was that when a girl flirts with you and gives you the green light, it’s because she wants to fuck you. Period. Simple enough. Makes sense.

So one Sunday, she’s flirting with me and I called her out, inviting her back to my place. Let’s go, right now, this morning. She went wide eyed and almost dropped the coffee cup she was carrying. She couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day. On her way out she gave me her personal cell number and I told her I’d call her. I don’t think she believed me. This whole thing was very taboo, and I should tell you now, she’s married.

So here we go:

I call her two days later which is a Tuesday, to set up midday rendezvous for the next day. She sounds stilted on the phone. She was nervous as hell and frankly she couldn’t believe I called. She went on about how she doesn’t have a body like my ex-wife. Now she’s nervous.

Here’s the part where I “dommed” and didn’t even know it: She comes over the next day, and I’m sitting in my chair in my home office. I just put my arms out and said “Come Here.” She jumped in my lap and we started making out. It wasn’t long before clothes flew off and off to the bedroom we went. Maybe I have a bit of the Madonna/Whore complex with Danielle, because it was always natural and easy for me to be dominant and confident with her. It’s also very natural and easy to talk dirty which, yes, she loves.

She is extremely responsive to me. She has claimed repeatedly that it’s just something I do to her. She comes vaginally through intercourse for me. A lot. We have about a three or four to one orgasm ratio. There was a period when the relationship was new, that I would just keep getting it up for her after I came, which amazed her. I experiment with supplements for longevity. (Now I’m growing up with that, reading Maximum Male Performance and getting ready to order all the supplements – can’t wait to report on that!)

Anyway she says my cock hits her just right. She knows what a vaginal orgasm is and explained it to me one day, which was funny. I’m pretty sure it’s mental and she’s responding to me being the man, at least in her eyes.

After the emasculation of my divorce, Danielle has been an object lesson for me in being the man and how important it is. She is almost as important a teacher to me as David is.

The mindset is everything. All else follows after that.

I’m not remembering everything that’s relevant and I’m sure that I’ll add to this as time goes on.

I just wanted to share my first success story of dominance and dirty talk!